Reinerite's eyes had automatically followed the Queen's gesture as she motioned to an area that had been previously shrouded in shadow, startlement flitting across grey eyes as it suddenly lightened to reveal three figures..
No three General Sovereigns.
She stood in silence as she listened to each one speak, fingers still curled around the medal that the Queen had earlier gifted them all with as she took in the picture of strength that they portrayed.
Infiltration, Information, Special Ops...
Each one of the three seemed to have a speciality - a branch that they headed up - and each of them mentioned upcoming meetings, that were due to be held for their respective branches.
She waited as a part of her expected that at any moment that a fourth would step forward - that a meeting would be announced for those like her who were part of Gen Ops - General Operations...
But after General Queen Hessonite finished speaking, it was once again back to the Queen as her voice kindly asked if anyone had any further questions.
"I have a question if I may?"she said politely, speaking up when it seemed that no one else was going to ask"Will one of you also be taking over Gen Ops too?"A brief pause"Sorry I mean General Operations - it's just that I was wondering if there is going to be a meeting for those of us in that division as well."
The Space Cauldron
Posted: Tue May 03, 2016 9:41 am
Lieutenant Marcasite
Things happened in a blur, with her ability to focus diminished by the throbbing of her calf - which felt as though the wolf's teeth were still locked around it. The bleeding had stopped but the residual pain had not. The woman couldn't even focus on the lewd words slipping from the corrupt's mouth, only taking notice of him when Xenotime yanked on his hair and pulled him back.
Dully, she was aware of the ritual that brought them a Queen but she did not react, for she was barely staying on her feet as was.
Marcasite did however register the medal that materialized before her, long and slender fingers wrapping around it and slipping it into a pocket. She would pin it to her uniform later, when she had more energy. Blood loss was a cruel mistress.
The arrival of new General-Sovereigns, which the woman could not recognize at all, left her gut twisting and she couldn't tell if it was in anticipation or something else. It didn't sit well with her, bringing in outsiders when there were so many of those already established and in the city but -
Marcasite was likely just being biased, with her high opinion of her own general and the few she'd interacted with. This was metallia's wish and she'd respect it like a good little toy soldier.
beejoux
Nuxaz
Offline
Sleet Tempest Snape
Noble Vampire
Offline
Posted: Tue May 03, 2016 12:34 pm
Benitoite
When he'd thought there would be no more surprises, that there couldn't be, there was and it was another big surprise. He hadn't felt them but Metallia's presence, her chaos, had over shadowed everyone in the room so he couldn't feel anything else. So when their new Queen started to speak he hadn't a clue what she would unveil to them. He did listen though, listened and wondered just what she'd done but he started to get an idea when she spoke about pulling some of the best in for help. He'd once mentioned, and more than once thought, about help coming in from outside the area. They needed it, they needed the numbers and experience.
Feeling a smile curl his lips even before the people were unveiled, he wanted to laugh. Ohhh the senshi and knights would be sorry...they would rue the day they'd stepped foot into the Negaverse's territory he was sure of it, he'd help see to this.
While their Queen didn't seem to like the idea of pulling in outside help he was ok with it. It was needed - they needed the help and the numbers and experience they lacked. They had new members with little experience being thrown into big battles. They didn't have the numbers to train them quick enough - well enough. They lacked in how many higher ups they had and it felt like some of the new people ranked up too fast..and didn't have the experience which should go hand in hand with it. He wasn't much better though. He had the time and experience now but then...when he'd made Captain - no. He'd only been in a month or two...and not much longer before he'd made General. He'd been too caught up in things than to see the folly and fault in it but he saw it now. He hadn't been as experienced as he should have been, wasn't as prepared and wasn't as much a fighter as he was now - as he should have been then.
As the energy lifted and he could feel the new auras he paused and his eyes went wide, even before the new members of their branch were unveiled. "Three..." He whispered to the two Lieutenant's around him. They needed it though, there was no denying it.
The first to speak was impressive and not just in size and weapon but how he carried himself and spoke. he'd very much like to see him smash some senshi or knight with that war hammer - he'd pay to see it. The idea of a school grabbed his attention though. He wasn't in the mans branch but perhaps he could seek him out once this was over and let the man know of his interest, his wish to help. He was an art major and could easily teach an art class, he'd taken enough art classes at this point, and the idea of doing more and working in the shadows was appealing to him. yes, he'd seek him out later. Turning his focus, for a moment, to Katya he whispered this to her.
The copper haired male was to be the head of the department he'd been in, but hadn't been in for a long time. The man was looked over and assessed by the General rather quickly and two options come up with. Either he wasn't good at speaking in front of groups, perhaps lack of confidence in speaking, or the man was tired and slipping. He could be running on very little sleep, paperwork and going over files before this meeting? Either option was equally possible as far as he was concerned, and he wasn't about to make a split second decision on which it was and judge the man. He wasn't about to go judging a General King so quickly, he had his rank for a reason - a very good one. He'd have to meet him soon due to the mission he'd been on for so long.
Lastly was the female and he already knew she was not one to cross, just moments into her speech. Not that any of them were but she certainly wasn't to be crossed. She was no nonsense and uncaring what people thought of her. He wasn't sure if he liked that or didn't...as he rather liked to be on friendly terms with those around him, it was simply how he operated, and she seemed very different from that.
"It seems Katya...that I'll be picking a new, and proper, branch again soon..." He whispered. he had noted the times and dates for the meetings. He would show up to the one on the seventeenth, even if he didn't join the mans branch. The two on the sixteenth would be troublesome...he didn't like that. Perhaps, since he was already planning on it, he could meet ahead of time with the copper haired General King and find out everything which would take place at his meeting? The female didn't leave such wiggle room unlike the taller male. He could take advantage of that so he could see what each had to say, learn what each planned for their branch. Yes, he would do that. He wanted to know about all three and their plans - wanted to help if he could regardless of whatever branch he joined.
"It looks like we'll be very busy Katya." He added in, noting the cats deep purrs as she nuzzled his face.
Looking to Huntite he than looked to Witherite. "Prepare yourselves...things are about to change." His gaze than shifted and moved to Valeria and Ate, as well as Lyssa. "Did you know of this kitten?" He questioned her. She red furred cat seemed to know a lot...had she seen or known about this?
Natsuko-neko
Kaori_luv
Matisha
The Space Cauldron
Posted: Tue May 03, 2016 1:55 pm
General Labyrinthite
He rose when instructed to and followed the Queen's gaze to where it locked on one of his. Again, like it had with Tourmaline, concern and a touch of anxiety twisted in his belly. What had Aluminite done to warrant the woman's attention?
Perhaps he needed to look into the lives of his a little more make sure they weren't -
Chaos washed over them like a wave, the thrum of energy present in his veins, and he watched as it hit the tall man particularly hard. Whiskey eyes watched Aluminite double over, gasping for air until someone different, stronger replaced him. It appeared that he had yet another captain among his team.
The pleased, dark grin slid across sharp, gaunt, features and while he was not as outwardly pleased as he had been with Tourmaline, his pride in his wolves showed in the way he moved after the new General Sovereigns were introduced. The woman received a quiet, sharp once over as her threat lingered in his veins.
She would be tough to please, but that was of little matter. There were new superiors above him and he would follow as needed, even if it was begrudgingly. Until they showed they were worth their titles and power, Labyrinthite would eye them warily.
Once the dismissal was permitted, he moved through the crowd towards Dia and Tourmaline who looked weary, exhausted. Can we please go home?
"I have no further business here and I assume from your words neither do you," he told Dia, glancing sharply at Wolfeite who'd followed behind him. A gentle hand encircled her wrist and he tugged her closer. Fishing out his communication crystal he addressed Aluminite. "Come collect Tourmaline and ensure Domeykite is cared for." He hadn't missed the way the other man was bleeding from his temple.
"Regroup with Zircon if possible," he added as an afterthought, wondering if the captain would leave with the woman who'd stolen her away on her youma.
The crystal was tucked away and he grabbed the front of Wolfeite's uniform more roughly than intended. "As for us, we're leaving."
With that, they were gone.
[Exit Labyrinthite, Wolfeite, and Dia with permission.]
It wasn’t long after the general queen was raised that she began to pass out things to those assembled, starting with a wash of energy that set Fulgurite’s skin to tingling in a way that was both invigorating and creepy at the same time. It bothered him, a little, how she could just reach out without leaving her spot, and touch each of their souls…
The medal was accepted with ill-grace and pinned to the band of his shorts, for lack of a better place. He hadn’t helped during the invasion and done precious little now… the medal was meaningless to him.
In his distraction, he missed the approach of a small beast and the teen jumped when he felt something soft and furry touch his leg.
“Jesus ********…” He gasped out under his breath before he focused in on the guardian cat at his feet.
“Ah, hey…” Fulgurite offered, a little unsure how one went about greeting or even talking to one of the magical creatures that served the Negaverse. There had been no cat at his corruption… they were largely a mystery to him. This one would even remain a mystery, because before he could say much more, she gone, darting back through the crowd to the General she had come with. It brought a small frown to his face, seeing who it was, but he felt no inclination to go to him now.
If Benitoite wanted him, he would call. Otherwise, Fulgurite was content to creep back into the shadows and watch as people began to disperse.
Sleet Tempest Snape
Posted: Tue May 03, 2016 3:09 pm
General Ascendant Alkaid
The broken woman had risen as she was asked - and she had watched everything carefully and silently as it began to unfold before them.
It was hard, for a creature such as herself, to really get excited at the prospect of yet another group of unknown Sovereigns assuming they knew how to run the most troublesome branch of the Negaverse. Countless others had come before them and failed, countless others that, too, had claimed to have wiped out the Senshi menace in distant lands thoroughly - only to fall beneath the feet of peons and rookies, as useless as every body bag that had gone first. It was hard for her, who had seen so many accomplish so little, to care at all.
The expression on her face was blank but for the bit of weariness her injuries were causing and, as a member of the Negaverse who had never committed to the branch system, she had no questions for any of the new people standing before them. They would succeed or they would fail - and the Negaverse would continue on regardless.
With a simple bow of her head, she disappeared in a crackle of energy the moment she was allowed to leave, back to the Prince waiting in her castle.
[Alkaid Exit]
Lieutenant Domeykite The entire meeting was a whirlwind for the man whose head was becoming increasingly cloudy, who really only wanted to sleep though he knew no one on his damned team was likely to let him do that. It wasn't his first tango with a concussion, after all, though this one felt particularly nasty. He felt Aluminite's arms untangle from him and he was left only to bow his head where he kneeled.
It didn't matter that Laurelite asked them to rise - because he couldn't, not alone.
One of his fists planted into the floor as he felt each energy signature, heard the voices and speeches like he was listening to them from the bottom of the pool. Whatever they said didn't matter to him. Was he really expected to split his ******** time between Labyrinthite's team and some new, unknown General Sovereign? Between his life and work? If he'd had the energy, he would have laughed at how ludicrous it was. Instead, he mostly felt like vomiting.
He was relieved when he heard Labyrinthite send Aluminite to collect him. He was ready to go home.
Quartz committed each name to memory, content in the knowledge that All-One would do the same. Glancing around the room, he saw the stirrings of hesitation or distrust on a few faces: people that had a problem with authority, perhaps, or who didn't like seeing outside help brought in to clean up their messes.
Promotions from within or without, it was all the same to Quartz. They'd be good at their jobs or they wouldn't -- but he felt no misguided sense of loyalty to his own fellows over anyone else in this regard. He had no friends here . . . and no particularly high opinion of any of his higher-ups, barring the obvious. This was a change. He'd adapt to it, as Schörl would. As Ceraskia would. They would adapt and thrive -- for lack of any other option. That was life.
His thoughts lingered longest, and with good reason, on the ginger-haired commander who'd introduced himself as Axinite -- the one with the quiet, unassuming mien belied by his rank. People who were actually, legitimately shy did not receive much particular positive notice in the Negaverse. This, Quartz supposed, meant one of two things was true about Axinite: either he had accomplished things so thoroughly brilliant in his tenure as an officer that he was the best choice for high command despite his social shortcomings, or else -- and this seemed the more likely -- he was a canny sonuvabitch who knew how to play a part.
That was all the same to Quartz, too. He wasn't here to play I know that youi know that I know that you know games with anyone. He was here to do what he had to to survive, which meant being a good soldier. Axinite was present, and that was already a step up for the Intelligence branch. Just like Hessonite and Lepidolite would be for their branches.
Everyone, in fact, except the s**t heap. The poor souls who'd driven Laurelite ragged with all their incessant failures to amount to much of anything. The General Operatives division.
Would they get a General Sovereign of their own to replace Laurelite in her ascendancy, he wondered? It was hard to imagine that, for all their shitty, lackluster work, they'd be rewarded with a chain of command that ran directly to their new Queen, when every other branch needed an additional tier of supervision.
Maybe she'd disband the branch entirely as a failed experiment. Maybe she'd feed them all to the youma.
Who knew.
Quartz waited silently for answers from their new Queen about her old division -- and for the nod from his General that might signal their departure.
Ivynian
Beejoux
Posted: Tue May 03, 2016 4:32 pm
Lt. Aresonpyrite
He had gone back to the rear of the room and kept to himself the rest of the time, listening to those that were talking and waiting for anything else to happen. And it did. 3 new higher ranking generals had made their appearance and he stayed to see what they were doing. He hadn't been in here long so he didn't know quite as much as he should, but he knew these new general kings and queen would be important.
They explained that they would be the new heads of the specialized branches, something that he had been thinking about joining, but decided he would only when he became a captain. At that point he felt that he would be of more use to the group that he decided to join. For right now though, he would stay in the general group, though there had been no announcement on who would be leading that from now on.
Luckily another Lt. who he hadn't met yet had asked the question that was lingering on his tongue. Well, hopefully they would get an answer now and he wouldn't feel as lost as he had been.
The dark energy that Queen Laurelite had cast over those gathered was enough to grant power to others-- To Aluminite, now a Captain as she was, and more handsome (if that was at all possible). It revitalized her, giving her a second wind that she had been much in need of after depleting her own resources.
Can we please go home? I'm ready to call it a day now.
Her brow lofted slightly as she made to return a comment to the pinkette; note bitterly her surprise that Dia had decided to talk to her again so soon... General Labyrinthite's actions gave her little time to respond, however, and soon the Senshi of Candy was gone.
Tourmaline flexed her gloved fingers, curling them into fists for a moment before she glanced in Aluminite's direction. "You've probably got your hands full with that guy. I can find my own way home. We'll have to celebrate later... G'night, Captain." She flashed him a smile that didn't quite make it the entire way to her eyes, pausing only long enough after that to blow him a kiss before teleporting out.
[ Exit Tourmaline ]
Posted: Tue May 03, 2016 9:29 pm
Captain Moonstone
Magic swirled and Moonstone found herself face-to-face with two floating medals, which she plucked from the air, feeling the weight of each in her hand, the hardness of the metals, the stiffness of the ribbons. Their sacrifices had not gone unnoticed, and her heart swelled with pride that while everyone had gotten one of the three medals, only a select few had been granted the others. In that instant, Moonstone felt shame at having doubted Metallia’s wisdom.
And then, Queen Laurelite opened her mouth to say that she’d brought in reinforcements. From Outside their ranks. Laurelite and Metallia had given praise and accolades…and then she’d intimated that none of them were actually worthy. Her expression flickered between anger and the schooled flatness she’d been working to present, but her eyes flashed with anger and disappointment. So we are handed tin and ribbon, worth a medal, but none among our number is worth promoting? Of course we mind - we should mind, our Queen and our Master have just given a back-handed compliment.
Moonstone seethed as the new General Kings spoke, clenching her fists around the medals given so hard the sharp edges started to pierce flesh.
Lepidolite. Infiltration. He assumes he will be great, that his ideas will work for Destiny City because they may have worked elsewhere. He knows nothing of us or our struggle first hand. Confidence is good, but he’s already too cocky. A General King should know better.
The next speaker was Axinite, another intel type which Moonstone found irritating - why would they want two? He seemed weak in constitution…so how had he made it to the lofty rank of Zinkenite, Apatite, or even Laurelite prior to her recent upgrade? It made very little sense, but she was merely a captain - she was nothing but cannon fodder for the glory of the Negaverse.
She had no voice…and even then she had more than a lieutenant.
With only a slight movement of her eyes, she looked the new General Queen over, waiting for more platitudes and stats on where they’d succeed before, more words about how they were going to shape the apparent s**t-show that was the Destiny City branch of the Negaverse right on up. Moonstone had to remind herself to unclench her jaw - this was unfair! What about all those within, who had been here, fighting in Destiny City, making a difference? Schörl. Cinnabar. The General who’s youma Wasgo seemed to have taken a liking to (Auro). The blond general with the heavy blue cloak (Beni). Anyone from within - hell, Metallia could have promoted a lieutenant and it would feel like less of a slap to the face.
Hessonite was beautiful, as the others had also largely been physically attractive, but she was the only one that started right off to get her attention. Spec Ops. So she is my Superior Officer then. I will report to her now. Of the trio, she was the only one that commanded Moonstone’s respect right off - she was more no-nonsense, laid out her expectations and seemed to be willing to cut the chaff mercilessly. But of course, the surety that he will be the changing factor, that all we needed was her management and we’ll defeat the senshi.
It rankled. Why should these three be any different than those they’d had? Zinkenite, Howlite. Charonite. Apatite, who died defending their space from the senshi vermin. Laurelite, who was rewarded, remade with Metallia’s blessing after nearly dying in service as well. How are we to believe these outsiders are going to change anything? Oh Metallia, I cannot see your wisdom in this and I am sorry to fail you.
Laurelite dismissed them, and Moonstone felt relief that she could leave, could tend her wounds and not have to school her face and emotions, not have to bear the shame of questioning Metallia’s wisdom. She straightened and moved away from the small group, looking for Proustite. Now that things were done, she had the luxury of wondering about her pet captain. There was a throng of Officers and Corrupts, but no where did she see his stupid face and bright costume. Where the hell did he go? He wouldn’t have dared leave without me… Moonstone’s mouth twisted into a shape speaking largely of annoyance, and she made her way to the giant captain, Titan. He’d stayed behind in the throng, perhaps he saw what happened to my idiot.
“Titan. The captain I came with, brunet with a red coat and a stupid grin.” She looked up shifting both of her medals to one hand, wiping the blood welling from the other against her thigh absently. “Did you happen to see where he went?” If you got eaten by the beetle, you deserved it. Only there was a small pang of worry that creased her brow and softened her expression. “I haven’t seen him since we jumped into the bones.”
Ivynian
Have you seen my dog? He's missing...
[so many mentions, i'm not tagging everyone 'cause it doesn't really affect anyone :B]
Palming the medal, Titan stood as they were all directed to. Three new names and faces that weren't very important and were as disposable as any other to Metallia. The states listed for the two gave a distinct impression, but one that wasn't forming a complete reason for concern yet to him. Maybe later. After a lot of coffee and quiet sitting. Hessonite's strictures about punctuality didn't trouble him. With the loss of the Tea House, and his tenure at the hospital complete, his time was his own to arrange. He would be there.
He watched Laurelite through the speeches. He wanted to pick her up and make certain she was whole and alright. It wasn't the sort of thing any vassal should do in front of assembly. Unless being particularly close to the Jarl in question, it wasn't really something to be done in private, either. It stuck in his mind that he wanted, or needed, the proof of her haleness beyond the pomp and acting of presentments.
"Dronninger og Konger*, when and where will you take private audience? At least to start. Maybe it is 'if' ? "
Then voice very near drew his attention down, finding Moonstone of all people. And with an distressing question. What had that thing Hvergelmir had done with him really needed? Focus, certainly. And that aquarium. The ambiance of the chamber and blanket of Sovereigns and Metallia's aura seemed like they should be enough. Or too much? He closed his eyes and threw his mind back to those who walked around, in front, or behind him as they'd gone back through the Rift. A bone-following Panoply behind Wasgo, Moonstone, and her extra rider Zircon.
"I was in the middle with the Beetle...and then all the ashes. He wasn't with you on Wasgo. He wasn't behind you when you passed.....he wasn't following you. Others passed, with the general with the scythe. The half youma. I don't remember seeing him. Unless he came long behind. Or snuck away earlier....he wouldn't have stayed behind to miss the meeting? Some spend long time there...but it isn't safe so far from the paths. "
From vantage of height, he opened his eyes and scanned the gathered officers, even those leaving with the dismissal. "I do not see him, Captain. Not anywhere."
The Space Cauldron
Queens and Kings*
Syrie
________________________________
________________________________
________________________________
Haüyne, Corrupted Super Senshi of Execution
WE'RE ALL OVER THE WEST COAST?? AND BREADBASKET??? Haüyne's mouth gaped inelegantly. And the South? I wanna go there. I bet they have sweet tea and backyard barbecue parties. And meet in some old crystal crazy plantation. Or like some California silicon valley Ipod office style place. How many agents do they have? Can we have penpals? Can we have a convention? What are they going to do without their muckety-mucks? Did they get new ones? I wonder why we didn't just get a new one out of like....Cinnabar or something. We've got generals that could be like that under Laurelite as Queen. Or were these guys like....free agents all lone on the ranges of other states?
The questions posed, especially about the GenOps, were important enough to pull the ricochet thoughts to focus rather than dispersing immediately bodily with some of the others who were turning to go. I'm ...GenOp. So...yeah...what's happening to us? Still reporting to Laurelite? Or...?
________________________________
________________________________
________________________________
General Schörl
The medal was plucked from the air in front of her and passed, with the same motion, onto Barbary. Some measure of glorification used to grease the wheels of the young and flagging. Reunite the tribes. Pat them on the a**. Congratulating a fish for swimming.
Quartz's levity drew a smirk. At least until the arrival of three new General Sovereigns. Pulling from the pony leagues again? Hoping foreign General Sovereigns will somehow make a difference, like Apatite and Laurelite? They'll be snowed under just as soon.
And to what end, other than gutting the division, is threatening transfer on missed time-slots? Until the Negaverse starts paying out salaries, providing steady jobs, or complete housing and cafeteria, making demands of that sort just comes out asinine.
General Schörl shifted to parade rest, slow blinking at the new officers. Chicago, Nevada, Maine, Maryland, Minnesota, Maryland, California, North Carolina, and Washington. And European division. Sounds like going to any other state or continent is the only way to Sovereign these days.
One of the Lieutenants was on point, and asked after the General Operations. It's absence in the proceedings was conspicuous, considering it was the largest and essentially feeder program to every other division. All the more with the 'new' emphasis that recruit was not to be done, as accused, by whim. "We have our Queen's dismissal. After the matter of the last division is answered. "
Shazari
Beejoux
Posted: Wed May 04, 2016 6:44 pm
Lt. Huntite
Huntite stood back up when their new queen told them to rise. While he appreciated her saying that they would bow to no one, he figured that Laurelite and of course Metallia deserved to be honored at least. He listened as she addressed them, feeling the soothing energy she sent out and getting the boost from it, then grasped the metal that appeared in front of him. Just holding it in his hand made him feel proud that he had fought beside his fellow officers to try and beat down the invaders. "I shall keep that in mind, thank you Sir." He said with a nod when Benitoite let him know that the metal would stick around. He could have to see about getting a case for it and any others he got as he trusted the General when he said there would be more to come.
His attention was shifted back to their new Queen when she started to speak again and three more sovereigns were introduced. Huntite looked between the three, judging them from what they said, how they held themselves, and their over all attitudes. They seemed competent and with their past experiences they should be at least. However their speeches made him think about which branch he was in. Right now he was pretty sure he was in the general branch but would have to double check later. If he was in the general branch then he would just keep an eye on the three new sovereigns to see if he wouldn't mind following them if he did do a branch transfer.
The lieutenant's eyes shifted over to the General next to him after that thought. Maybe he would have to get the other man's opinion on the different branches so he could figure out just where it would be best for him to go. "Yes sir." He responded with a small smile when Benitoite told him and Witherite to be prepared.
Sleet Tempest Snape
Kaori_luv
Natsuko-neko
Unstoppable OTP
Offline
Nuxaz
Offline
Posted: Fri May 06, 2016 7:47 am
Captain Aluminite
His general's voice came out of his crystal and Aluminite seemed to sway on his feet. It was unclear exactly how he felt, because he'd escaped the worst of the damage in the cave and while emotionally he was spent and exhausted -
Physically he was jittery and unsettled, like something was crawling beneath his skin.
"Yes sir," he responded, stepping sideways to grasp Domeykite's hip and sling the man's arm across his shoulder. Carefully, he walked the both of them over to his fellow Captain, who smiled weakly at him. Brow furrowed, he opened his mouth to say something to her and -
He didn't get the chance. She was gone. Sighing he looked for Zircon, who'd obviously heard General Labyrinthite's orders and he nodded at her. They shared a long look before he decided to say something, "I'm going to get him home and then - " a soft pause and a rueful smile "we should go get a drink. I could really use a drink."
He waited long enough for her to respond, nodded his head firmly then decided to test his new captainy abilities, teleporting both him and his companion out.
[Aluminite Exit]
felyn
AMItotic
lets do that drunk bonding rp <333
skye starrfyre
don't think i'm not hitting you up for fluffy things
Posted: Fri May 06, 2016 8:20 am
Lieutenant Natrolite
Natrolite first made elbow room for himself obnoxiously by sticking his arms out in a yawning stretch. Then arms lazily folded over chest as stormy eyes watched as everything unfolded. A woman stepped forward, turned into a beautiful rush of power and sent a thrill up the mans spine. Some bowed before her, but not Natrolite, it felt unnecessary and truth be told he just didn't ******** want to. A glance to Xe and golden girl and he smirked, attention shifting back as more chatter came from the front.
Bored. Queen. Bored. Blah blah blah.
So boring, this was why he didn't like meetings or whatever the hell this was. There was always that moment after the excitement when they had to listen to dribble. Natrolite felt like he was going braindead, but as soldiers powered up before them the man took notice. Hard notice, a lust for that coming to eyes as a fist curled around the metal in hand. That should be him....soon. Grasping the medal that materialized before him moments before a thumb ran the material before it was lifted for better inspection.
A strange sense of pride bloomed as Natrolite looked over the object, a first, but certainly a welcome feeling as it made him think maybe there was something to this actually doing stuff.
Outsiders, two General Kings and a General Queen came forward and Natrolite blinked. They looked promising and Natrolite wasn't opposed to more help by any means. Not to mention he'd kind of like to think this was a burn in the a** for some of their own generals. And that, that made him happy. Grinning from ear to ear as their new Queen released them Natrolite gave a look to Xe before casually slipping away. She'd find him no doubt if she wanted him anyways.
[Exit ]
Beejoux
Nuxaz
Cheekiebirdiee
Mysterious Kitten
Offline
matisha
Business Vampire
Offline
Posted: Fri May 06, 2016 9:43 am
Sailor Ate & Lyssa
Lyssa blinked as Valeria asked her questions, once in surprise and then six more time for funs. Yet the young corrupt has spoken honestly, with curiosity and Lyssa would do nothing but encourage such values in the children of Metallia. For where was the growth in following blindly a path already stamped out? Metallia would respect her all the more for cutting her own path though the maze of worship and as long as it lead back to the Goddess, Lyssa would support all avenues.
"ThaT is THe Problem Youngling. For once, long befoRe, she waS that Ocean. She was the GrounD we walkED on, the Stars we Watched And the AiR we BreatHed. Imagine, Seperated from all that She was and Yet Still Mighter thaN any Who stanD here today. You may not FolloW her with all YOUr body, mind and SouL, yet. But embrace her and You will soon see The Truth."
She smiled warmly, or as much as a cat could do and decided to leave the sermons for another day. Valeria would come to her in time, just like Ate eventually did, and she would be another future warrior for Metallia's guard. As she sat back on her haunches she watched as the other Cat walked past her, purring in her delight as another one praised the evenings events.
And then she started squealing madly as Benitoite appeared, rolling her head from side to side as the excitement built up.
Ate raised an eyebrow at the approaching General, and where she would have dismissed him before she curiously allowed his presence, watching him as he waved to her Guardian.
"You know my cat General?" She spat the word out with venom. Old wounds ran deep and Ate could not quench the hatred she held for Agents even though she must.
Sleet Tempest Snape
We can carry on our convo here or we can always start up something new for our kiddies! <3
